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I felt like making another character for this group. So here it is!
After staring at a pic of a real cheetah for about ten hours, I kinda got the anatomy for them down much better. xDD So I might redo Vita's picture.

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Name (in Swahili): Kufo

Name meaning: The literal word translating to Death.

Age: 2 cycles

Gender: Male

Tribe: Crooked Tree

Rank: Sentry

Accessories: A leaf he painted attached to a small pebble and piece of string, tied to his tail.

Personality:

[Impulsive] Kufo makes decisions, and jumps to conclusions faster than need be. Before getting to really know someone, if he assumes their personality is some way, he'll stick to it unless he finds out more about them. He manages to realize this though, so he tries not to judge others to rashly and treat everyone the same for the most part.

[Strong] Not his physical stature, there are plenty of sentries much more strong than him in that department. He is just very stable in the mind, and insults don't bother him much. He's learned to take them in stride and just move on, nothing much phases him.

[Tactical] He's great at battling. Kufo knows how to perform taught moves, but always add his own little twist to it with ease. He also can look at a battle and see the pinpoints that he must reach to succeed, if only he was patient enough for that.

[Cautious] Kufo seems nice enough, but if others try to get close to him he usually closes up and tries to get away. Usually he regrets it later and knows he's being silly, but can't really help it.

Extra- He hates heights. A lot.

Gift: Gift of Painted Paws

Brief History: (It's a bit long, so you don't need to read the whole thing if you don't want to. I'll try to avoid too much detail xD...) Kufo was born into a litter of five. His mother, Dipshit Uzuri was not the kindest to him and his littermates as they were growing up. That's why Kufo's name means Death, she decided to name them all dreadful names, being the "abominations" they are, since she was "forced" and that was how they were born. By the time they were three moons, she'd completely resented them. Uzuri though of them as being cute and innocent for now, but when they grew older, to become menacing rouges that would tear the tribe apart. She had a sister in the Tribe named Majani, but they were nowhere near "close", and disagreed over everything. Majani was very close to her nieces and nephews though, which made Kufo grow to respect and love her. He also was extremely close with one of his brothers, named Kulani, which means Curse.

One night, Uzuri woke her cubs up while everyone else was asleep. "I want you all to come take a walk with me," she said with a kind voice. "But be quiet, we wouldn't want to disturb anyone from their sleep!" this confused Kufo, but he went along gladly anyway. He was hopeful that maybe his mother was starting to warm up to them. The moon that night was a tannish color, looking almost orange. Uzuri told them to come near a cliff she was standing by to get a better view, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Kufo backed a little when she wasn't looking, because he was the only one that really didn't care what the color of the moon was. Then, in the blink of an eye she jabbed one of her kits hard with a paw, which sent them flying off the edge in terror. Thinking fast, Kufo tugged on Kulani's tail and they both sped off before the rest started moving.

They got away a good length, but they were still cubs nonetheless. Uzuri's yowls could be heard as she hunted for them nearby, so they kept hiding under bushes and undergrowth as they continued on. Soon they reached a gap, which looked a bit wide horizontally. It wasn't exactly big, but virtually impossible to jump for kits. Instead of trying to go around or find a different way, Kufo was determined to get away as fast as he could. Spotting a branch hanging off the other side of a fallen tree, he sprang for the branch and started climbing. Unfortunately, it started snapping. Hurriedly, Kulani got to the other side going the safe way as fast as possible, and grabbed the branch in his teeth just as it completely snapped off. Slowly, very slowly, he pulled up Kufo with as much might as he could muster and succeeded. "I guess that was kind of a stupid move..." Kufo admitted sheepishly. "Thanks, Kulani," Kulani nodded with a goofy smile, but as he took a step he stepped on a sharp rock. With a squeak he slipped towards the edge and fell. "KULANI!" Kufo screeched, forgetting his mother might hear. But he could do nothing as his brother descended to his inevitable death.

Kufo laid there the whole night with a blank expression on his face, in the same exact spot unmoving. But when he heard some shuffling and a female voice, his ear twitched in indifference. This is the end, he thought. She's finally found me. But a different face than what he had expected popped out, along with a few others. It was a patrol of sentries sent to find him, and he followed them back to the tribe.

His mother greeted him by nuzzling and smothering him with kisses, yelling about how worried she was about him and what had happened. The patrol that found him looked at him promptly, and when he looked into her eyes, Uzuri used her Gift of Speech on him. 'Tell them the truth, and I won't hesitate to torture then kill you, even in front of everyone. But I'll make sure to kill Majani first,' he heard in his head. Terrified of losing his aunt after just losing Kulani, he turned to the patrol, thinking fast again. Kufo told them that since it was only a half moon until him and his littermates were tyros, they wanted to get a better grasp on what the territory was like so they snuck out. They saw how the moon was an unusual color that night, so everyone got close to the edge. Apparently that was too much weight for the tiny amount of rock however, so it broke and they fell off, and that he was too far back for him to slip too. After leaving Uzuri and him alone, she spoke to Kufo in her normal tone. "So what really happened to Kulani? Did you guys lose each other or something?"

He shook his head and told her what transpired and she snickered. "I gave you the right name. Don't you see? It's because of you. It's all your fault he's dead. I kinda wish it was the other way around, seeing how he was far more quiet and smart. But no, I get stuck with you, the one who looks just like his father,"

Kufo glared at her. "I lied to the whole tribe for you. Can't you at least tell me who my father is? You've told nobody."

Uzuri snickered more. "I suppose that's fair, but you can't tell anybody this either or the same fate will happen. Your father? He's an ex Crowded Water member. A filthy rouge. I would never want kits with that thing, but you all decided to exist anyway. He took away my loyalty, my life, and my sister. She ran off with him, believing she had fallen in love."

"But...how did she run off with him? She's right here."

"Not Majani, stupid. Miti. I have another sister. And we actually loved each other. But he took her away!" she growled. "And I got you instead! He gave me you instead!"

Relationships:

Respect/Admire
Family
Acquaintance/Neutral
Friend
Good Friend
Crush
Love
Discomfort
Dislike
Hate

Uzuri /: I hate her. She's caused nothing but pain for me. She's also the last major cheetah in my life to die, everyone else I actually cared about died first. And she always had to remind me every time they did..that...it was my fault! Everyday she'd downgrade me and make my life as miserable as she possible could. All I ever wanted was for her to accept me...But she was right...all I will ever give is death.

Majani//: She's been there for me most of my life, my second mother. I love her and wish she was still here. Majani kept me sane and was so brave and smart. Her name means leaves so...I always carry a leaf on my tail that's colored the same as her pelt was in memory.

Kulani /: Kulani was a great brother, whether we were just kits or not. We were even closer than my aunt and I were back then, and he would have been an amazing hunter. I bet he could have even been a great future chief but...I...I killed him...

Muziki /: I guess I should just up and admit it, she was my first love. I think she even liked me back for a little while, but then she didn't want to be with me because everyone in the tribe starting talking about us...I guess it set her off. Then she fell in love with someone else. It hurt so much to see her be happy with somebody else, and act like I was fine with it. Soon we stopped talking more and more. Finally I asked to talk with her alone, and we took a walk. She got mad at me the more I revealed what I felt, but the winds were horrible that day. She slipped and was clasping onto the edge of a gorge, and I tried to save her, I really did. But she was too far down...when I told her to grab onto my paw, body, anything, she accidentally slashed at my face, leaving the scars on my left eye, and fell. The same way my littermates died. If I hadn't taken her out there, she would have lived. Some part of me will always care for her, maybe even still love her like I do, no matter what...

-pending-

Roleplay Example: Kufo's blue eyes flashed open, knowing very well he most likely would be getting almost no sleep tonight anyway. He stretched his lean body and quietly snuck out of the den, doing his best to disturb no one. The burn in her eyes from the sudden moonlight jolted him even more wide awake. It's almost a full moon...ughh...he thought silently in her head. He wandered outside of the camp to get some fresh air, sniffing his nose here and there. The area was quite breathtaking, with all the new forming dew forming on the dark green grass and the starlight brightening the the small droplets of water. Why does this place look familiar? he thought quietly to himself as he padded along, when he spotted the gorge. Snorting in disgust he scurried away from the edge, now having his memories film through his head.

Description
I felt like making another character for this group. So here it is!
After staring at a pic of a real cheetah for about ten hours, I kinda got the anatomy for them down much better. xDD So I might redo Vita's picture.

______________________

Name (in Swahili): Kufo

Name meaning: The literal word translating to Death.

Age: 2 cycles

Gender: Male

Tribe: Crooked Tree

Rank: Sentry

Accessories: A leaf he painted attached to a small pebble and piece of string, tied to his tail.

Personality:

[Impulsive] Kufo makes decisions, and jumps to conclusions faster than need be. Before getting to really know someone, if he assumes their personality is some way, he'll stick to it unless he finds out more about them. He manages to realize this though, so he tries not to judge others to rashly and treat everyone the same for the most part.

[Strong] Not his physical stature, there are plenty of sentries much more strong than him in that department. He is just very stable in the mind, and insults don't bother him much. He's learned to take them in stride and just move on, nothing much phases him.

[Tactical] He's great at battling. Kufo knows how to perform taught moves, but always add his own little twist to it with ease. He also can look at a battle and see the pinpoints that he must reach to succeed, if only he was patient enough for that.

[Cautious] Kufo seems nice enough, but if others try to get close to him he usually closes up and tries to get away. Usually he regrets it later and knows he's being silly, but can't really help it.

Extra- He hates heights. A lot.

Gift: Gift of Painted Paws

Brief History: (It's a bit long, so you don't need to read the whole thing if you don't want to. I'll try to avoid too much detail xD...) Kufo was born into a litter of five. His mother, Dipshit Uzuri was not the kindest to him and his littermates as they were growing up. That's why Kufo's name means Death, she decided to name them all dreadful names, being the "abominations" they are, since she was "forced" and that was how they were born. By the time they were three moons, she'd completely resented them. Uzuri though of them as being cute and innocent for now, but when they grew older, to become menacing rouges that would tear the tribe apart. She had a sister in the Tribe named Majani, but they were nowhere near "close", and disagreed over everything. Majani was very close to her nieces and nephews though, which made Kufo grow to respect and love her. He also was extremely close with one of his brothers, named Kulani, which means Curse.

One night, Uzuri woke her cubs up while everyone else was asleep. "I want you all to come take a walk with me," she said with a kind voice. "But be quiet, we wouldn't want to disturb anyone from their sleep!" this confused Kufo, but he went along gladly anyway. He was hopeful that maybe his mother was starting to warm up to them. The moon that night was a tannish color, looking almost orange. Uzuri told them to come near a cliff she was standing by to get a better view, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Kufo backed a little when she wasn't looking, because he was the only one that really didn't care what the color of the moon was. Then, in the blink of an eye she jabbed one of her kits hard with a paw, which sent them flying off the edge in terror. Thinking fast, Kufo tugged on Kulani's tail and they both sped off before the rest started moving.

They got away a good length, but they were still cubs nonetheless. Uzuri's yowls could be heard as she hunted for them nearby, so they kept hiding under bushes and undergrowth as they continued on. Soon they reached a gap, which looked a bit wide horizontally. It wasn't exactly big, but virtually impossible to jump for kits. Instead of trying to go around or find a different way, Kufo was determined to get away as fast as he could. Spotting a branch hanging off the other side of a fallen tree, he sprang for the branch and started climbing. Unfortunately, it started snapping. Hurriedly, Kulani got to the other side going the safe way as fast as possible, and grabbed the branch in his teeth just as it completely snapped off. Slowly, very slowly, he pulled up Kufo with as much might as he could muster and succeeded. "I guess that was kind of a stupid move..." Kufo admitted sheepishly. "Thanks, Kulani," Kulani nodded with a goofy smile, but as he took a step he stepped on a sharp rock. With a squeak he slipped towards the edge and fell. "KULANI!" Kufo screeched, forgetting his mother might hear. But he could do nothing as his brother descended to his inevitable death.

Kufo laid there the whole night with a blank expression on his face, in the same exact spot unmoving. But when he heard some shuffling and a female voice, his ear twitched in indifference. This is the end, he thought. She's finally found me. But a different face than what he had expected popped out, along with a few others. It was a patrol of sentries sent to find him, and he followed them back to the tribe.

His mother greeted him by nuzzling and smothering him with kisses, yelling about how worried she was about him and what had happened. The patrol that found him looked at him promptly, and when he looked into her eyes, Uzuri used her Gift of Speech on him. 'Tell them the truth, and I won't hesitate to torture then kill you, even in front of everyone. But I'll make sure to kill Majani first,' he heard in his head. Terrified of losing his aunt after just losing Kulani, he turned to the patrol, thinking fast again. Kufo told them that since it was only a half moon until him and his littermates were tyros, they wanted to get a better grasp on what the territory was like so they snuck out. They saw how the moon was an unusual color that night, so everyone got close to the edge. Apparently that was too much weight for the tiny amount of rock however, so it broke and they fell off, and that he was too far back for him to slip too. After leaving Uzuri and him alone, she spoke to Kufo in her normal tone. "So what really happened to Kulani? Did you guys lose each other or something?"

He shook his head and told her what transpired and she snickered. "I gave you the right name. Don't you see? It's because of you. It's all your fault he's dead. I kinda wish it was the other way around, seeing how he was far more quiet and smart. But no, I get stuck with you, the one who looks just like his father,"

Kufo glared at her. "I lied to the whole tribe for you. Can't you at least tell me who my father is? You've told nobody."

Uzuri snickered more. "I suppose that's fair, but you can't tell anybody this either or the same fate will happen. Your father? He's an ex Crowded Water member. A filthy rouge. I would never want kits with that thing, but you all decided to exist anyway. He took away my loyalty, my life, and my sister. She ran off with him, believing she had fallen in love."

"But...how did she run off with him? She's right here."

"Not Majani, stupid. Miti. I have another sister. And we actually loved each other. But he took her away!" she growled. "And I got you instead! He gave me you instead!"

Relationships:

Respect/Admire
Family
Acquaintance/Neutral
Friend
Good Friend
Crush
Love
Discomfort
Dislike
Hate

Uzuri /: I hate her. She's caused nothing but pain for me. She's also the last major cheetah in my life to die, everyone else I actually cared about died first. And she always had to remind me every time they did..that...it was my fault! Everyday she'd downgrade me and make my life as miserable as she possible could. All I ever wanted was for her to accept me...But she was right...all I will ever give is death.

Majani//: She's been there for me most of my life, my second mother. I love her and wish she was still here. Majani kept me sane and was so brave and smart. Her name means leaves so...I always carry a leaf on my tail that's colored the same as her pelt was in memory.

Kulani /: Kulani was a great brother, whether we were just kits or not. We were even closer than my aunt and I were back then, and he would have been an amazing hunter. I bet he could have even been a great future chief but...I...I killed him...

Muziki /: I guess I should just up and admit it, she was my first love. I think she even liked me back for a little while, but then she didn't want to be with me because everyone in the tribe starting talking about us...I guess it set her off. Then she fell in love with someone else. It hurt so much to see her be happy with somebody else, and act like I was fine with it. Soon we stopped talking more and more. Finally I asked to talk with her alone, and we took a walk. She got mad at me the more I revealed what I felt, but the winds were horrible that day. She slipped and was clasping onto the edge of a gorge, and I tried to save her, I really did. But she was too far down...when I told her to grab onto my paw, body, anything, she accidentally slashed at my face, leaving the scars on my left eye, and fell. The same way my littermates died. If I hadn't taken her out there, she would have lived. Some part of me will always care for her, maybe even still love her like I do, no matter what...

-pending-

Roleplay Example: Kufo's blue eyes flashed open, knowing very well he most likely would be getting almost no sleep tonight anyway. He stretched his lean body and quietly snuck out of the den, doing his best to disturb no one. The burn in her eyes from the sudden moonlight jolted him even more wide awake. It's almost a full moon...ughh...he thought silently in her head. He wandered outside of the camp to get some fresh air, sniffing his nose here and there. The area was quite breathtaking, with all the new forming dew forming on the dark green grass and the starlight brightening the the small droplets of water. Why does this place look familiar? he thought quietly to himself as he padded along, when he spotted the gorge. Snorting in disgust he scurried away from the edge, now having his memories film through his head.